Twenty Flight Rock

Dick Brave & The Backbeats

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    Oh well, I've got a girl with a record machine
    When it comes to rockin' she's the queen
    We love to dance on a Saturday night
    All alone, I can hold her tight
    But she lives in a twentiest floor up town
    The elevator's broken down

    So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four
    Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
    Up on the twelfth I started to drag
    Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag
    Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

    When she calles me up on the telephone
    Said c'mon over honey, I'm all alone
    I said baby, you're mighty sweet
    But I'm in the bed with a achin' feet
    This went on for a couple of days
    But I couldn't stay away

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    So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four
    Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
    Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag
    Fifteenth floor I started to sag
    Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

    (Guitar solo)

    Well, they sent to Chicago for repairs
    'Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs
    Hope they hurry up before it's too late
    Want my baby too much to wait
    All this climbin' is gettin' me down
    They'll find my corpse draped over a rail

    But I climbed one, two flight, three flight, four
    Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
    Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag
    Fifteenth floor I started to sag
    Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

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    Composición: Eddie Cochran y Ned Fairchild

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